by Catwriter
BATTLING EXERCISE QUEENS
Exercise shows are popular these days. Producers have realized that male audiences want sexy, buxom women engaged in various exercises to sell exercise equipment, diet plans and weight loss supplements.
Two particular shows had almost identical ratings and it was easy to see why. One show featured Lana, a dark-haired Polynesian beauty whose body was spectacular. Lana was short but stacked like the proverbial brick shithouse. Her tight fitting exercise outfits barely contained her mammoth breasts. Overhead camera shots caused male viewers fits.
The second show boasted Tanya, almost identical in every physical aspect as Lana, but a California blonde. A strong resentment had built up as each of the women thought her show was responsible for the success of the other. Each felt that her show was superior.
With successful ratings, each of the beauties had purchased beach homes, which featured private beaches, deserted most of the time. Without realizing it, Lana and Tanya had purchased homes on the same beach within two miles of each other. As part of their routines, both beauties enjoyed morning jogs. Inevitably, the two met while jogging one foggy morning where land and sea joined in rolling surf.
As they jogged, they suddenly recognized one another. Their jog slowed to a walk as they neared one another and then they were face to face. Lana was in a black bikini, which barely restrained her breasts when she ran. Tanya wore a pale blue bikini, if anything, smaller than the one Lana was wearing.
"So, how are you doing in the ratings these days?" Lana inquired.
"Fantastic darling, I'm so glad that my show gets viewers up so they stay tuned for your show."
"Actually dear, the guys out there watch you like the warm-up for the big game. Then I take them for the ride of their lives."
"You are so full of yourself, you bitch. I'm in better shape than you and can prove it." Tanya said.
"Oh really, you blonde bimbo. Go ahead and prove it if you can." hissed Lana.
Tanya, long blonde hair blowing in the wind moved up to Lana until their huge breasts were slightly touching. Both women stood with hands on hips and glared at one another. Tanya lifted her arms to push Lana but Lana grabbed Tanya's hands and they began to test each other’s strength. They arm wrestled, sometimes above each other’s heads, sometimes perpendicular to their bodies with bodies jammed together. Their muscles flexed mightily as they literally felt one another out. They quickly realized just how evenly matched they were.
At first, there was very little movement of their legs. But as the action intensified, they spread their feet out for leverage. Their breasts had been in contact the entire time, sometimes brushing together, other times sliding against one another. In fact, each of the battlers now had one breast exposed, as the harsh rubbing was more than the flimsy bikinis could handle. They each looked down and saw that their breasts were equal in size and shape, further fueling their anger. They were fascinated by the incredible malleability of their breasts as they pushed hard together, bulging and squeezing and slithering. Incredibly full D cups measuring in at 38", stunningly firm from exercise and though neither would admit it, enhancements. Lana placed her foot behind Tanya and pushed hard, causing Lana to fall slowly backwards. Their hands were still entwined, however, and Lana pulled Tanya with her to the ground. Lana pushed with all her might and knocked Tanya to the sand beside her. Their legs wrapped together tightly causing each to gasp. Their bikini tops were around their waists exposing four bounteous breasts fighting for dominance and rolling tantalizingly about their chests.
Tiring of the hand grasp, they threw their arms around one another and engaged in a strenuous wrestling match. They were so tightly entwined that their rolling was not frantic but rather slow. As each assumed the top position, hair hanging in her opponent’s face, she would grind her breasts and hips hard into her adversary. Tanya did so and Lana, not to be outdone, pushed upward. When the nipples were in contact, the grinding and twisting that went on caused exquisite pain. Sand was beginning to cover both bodies and as they dragged their breasts across one another, engaging in an occasional nipple duel, they began to gasp and emit little cries of pain. Neither girl noticed that as they fought, they were rolling closer to the surf. The wet sand covered them and suddenly a wave crashed into the battling pair, knocking them away from one another. They struggled through the surf and stood unsteadily, water at knee height and launched themselves at one another. Each managed to get one hand in her opponent’s hair and the other on a large mammary. Their actions were frenzied now as each attempted to knock the other into the surf. At times they would claw at each other’s hair and then grab double handfuls of breasts. They turned and stumbled and clawed and swore at one another.
Once again they grappled, huge breasts fighting a separate battle as they reached behind one another grasping full fistfuls of hair. As though they were not inflicting enough pain, they used the leverage to crash their breasts together repeatedly, causing cries of pain as the huge globes came smashing together, mashing until their chests were against one another, nipples grating against each other as the women would then drag their torsos in direct counterpoint to the other.
Another large wave crashed into the Amazonian warriors knocking both off their feet. But they still had a close grasp on one another and rolled, tightly locked, as the wave carried them to shore. The wave receded but they fought on, rolling in the wet sand, hands locked in each other’s tresses.
The bikini bottoms struggled mightily to stay on their mistresses, but the violent struggle caused both pair to split and fall off their mistress. Totally naked now, the bodies were writhing together as each of the beautiful women sought to maintain the top position, where she could punish her opponent with painful tit slams.
As they fought, their pussies were rubbing violently against the opponent’s legs and pussy. Despite the anger each felt for the other, they realized that they were getting turned on. Still, there was work to be done and Lana, tired of the rolling grabbed at Tanya's pussy and pulled the hair. Tanya let out a shriek and quickly grabbed Lana's pussy. One hand tearing at head hair and the other tearing at pussy hair, they were locked together. Their legs flailed as each tried to throw her leg over that of her opponent. Neither could gain the advantage in the leg fight and each catfighter began kicking and lashing out at her rival. This portion of their battle became the longest. Neither could move the other in order to assume top position. Realizing further efforts were futile; they pushed away from each other and stood. Each was totally exhausted and needed a break. They had a newfound respect for the other's strength.
"You look like you could use a shower. " Tanya said. "Let's go over to my place." Lana, large breasts heaving, quickly agreed. Although their battle had stopped, neither felt if was over.
They quickly jogged, naked, through the diminishing fog to Tanya's house, causing a few older residents to dream again of high school days. Tanya turned on the shower and each gulped a glass of water, waiting for the shower water to heat. Soon, steam was coming from the shower and both women stepped in. They were quite close together as each sought to get directly under the showerhead. They suddenly realized they were competing again and laughed. How competitive can a gal get, they thought. Lana poured shampoo lotion in her hair and Tanya did likewise. Lana began massaging Tanya's hair and Tanya started rubbing the lotion into Lana's hair. Their lips brushed languorously and tongues darted outward at one another.
Their hands slid easily through the others hair. As they rubbed, their nipples touched occasionally causing new feelings to emerge. At first the light nipple touching was accidental. Then, they would look down, line up their nipples and playfully push them into each other. The nipples, totally elongated would cross one another like swords. Slight torso twists would drag them across one another. Although slightly painful, it was also quite erotic. Occasionally, the nipples would be buried in the breast meat, but each could feel the other's sharp nipple pushing and shoving against her own. Their pussies rubbed together and they were beginning to get turned on in a big way. Lana began to slip and inadvertently pulled Tanya's hair to maintain her balance. As she straightened up intending to continue the hair massage and nipple contest, she saw the angry look on Tanya's face just as Tanya, gave her hair a yank. Now Lana was angry. "Blonde bitch" she thought. She grasped two handfuls of shampoo hair and pressed hard into Tanya. Tanya's hands were already in Lana's hair and she pulled. Both realized they couldn't be too forceful or they might have a fall. So they worked in tension each trying to pull but really maintaining balance using the hairpull. Anxious to continue their battle, Lana said. "Care to see the bedroom?" "Absofuckinglutely" replied Tanya.
The women quickly dried themselves and their hair and walked side by naked side up the staircase to Lana's bedroom. A huge round waterbed dominated the white carpeted room. The women slowly entered and sat together on the bed, hands behind them for balance, causing their breasts to stick proudly and bounteously in the air. They looked at one another and each other's breasts. It was amazing how alike their bodies were.
Anxious to continue their competition, they turned toward one another slightly, just enough so that their nipples were in contact. Both nipples quickly grew and the women began fencing together, nipples sliding over one another, occasionally pushing directly into each other and disappearing from sight. They sat up and put one arm around each other's back and began pushing breasts. The huge mammaries bulged and slithered together. As the friction caused pain, Lana reached over and angrily grasped her opponents other breast and gave a little nipple pinch. Tanya quickly pinched Lana's nipple. They continued to play fight, pinching and squealing in this way for some moments. Although slightly painful, it was also turning them on. They lay back, side by side and began tongue kissing. Lightly sliding their tongues across each other, they began rubbing each other's pussy. Then their arms were around each other and they were kissing hard, lips mashing, tongues interlocking and sliding together.
Lana suddenly rolled on top of Tanya and they began pussy grinding, still kissing feverishly. Their hips were moving together quickly now and hands sought out breasts for soft rubbing and painful squeezes. It became a love wrestling match, as each would wrestle for top position. Once achieved, the top rider would use that leverage to satisfy herself. Each had their own way of getting off so both wanted top position. Lana, getting on top again, grasped Tanya's hair to keep her from gaining top position. Spreading her legs wide to maintain the position, Lana ground her hips lustily into Tanya's pussy. Tanya couldn't move but certainly could inflict equal pain, which she did by pulling hard on Lana's hair. Still, they licked at each other's lips, occasionally nibbling, just enough to cause a little pain.
They rolled slowly about the bed, not sure whether to make love or fight. Tanya gave a playful smack to Lana's beautiful ass and Lana slapped right back. Lightly at first, then gaining in intensity, the spanking was a turn on for both but was beginning to hurt. Then Lana reached down and grabbed Tanya's ass hard and just squeezed. Tanya quickly squeezed back and their fingernails began digging hard into butt flesh. Their other hand slowly snaked upward and each woman grasped a handful of hair. Teeth gritted, the rolled to their sides, still maintaining the hold on each other's ass. Fingernails made little scratches until the pain was intense. And then they exploded in fury. Leaping to their knees they slapped each other hard in the face, then crashed together, legs widespread. They hit each other in the back and butt, using shoulders for leverage, they just swung wildly. Their huge tits grew with the intense rubbing, bulging precariously and then swinging away. Calling each other bitch and cxnt, Lana and Tanya grabbed one another by the pussy hair with one hand and breast with the other and just pulled and yanked. Their actions were furious as first one and then the other would secure a painful hold. Their hands were constantly in motion when suddenly they just grabbed double handfuls of tit and squeezed. They were making little shrieking sounds as nails dug into soft flesh. Then they were twisting, trying to capture the others nipple between fingers then turning their wrists as they pushed inward.
The action intensified until both women pushed forward and unable to push the other over slowly fell to the side. Changing tactics, they went for a double hairpull that was so violent and intense the battlers fairly flew over the side of the bed, continuing their battle on the floor. The violent rolling took out a small telephone table and just missed Lana's head as both phone and table crashed to the floor. Lana punched out hitting Tanya in the breast. Tanya screamed and punched Lana in the tit and they groped to their knees, swinging wildly, fighting all out now. After several painful punches had landed, they again came together, squirming closely, jamming their bodies together from head to knee. They angled their hips and bucked at one another, slammed breasts into one another and pulled hair and slapped. Securing a double hairpull, they staggered to their feet, faces only an inch apart and began swinging one another around the bedroom. Lana's leg bumped the bed and the violent women crashed back into it. Tanya, in the top position spread her legs wide and Lana was unable to roll her off. She continued to buck and heave and both women spread their legs as wide as possible, eventually bringing their wet pussies into contact. Their breasts also had mashed together as their arms were widespread and moving wildly. The dark haired wildcat had the blonde where she wanted her. Gradually, their movements slackened but the women were totally plastered together by now and cheek to cheek. They tried to bite at one another's lips and pressed their foreheads together hard, fighting with every part of their body. Slowly, the tempo changed and they began tonguing the other's lips from the side. Cheek to cheek at first, they slowly faced one another and began kissing just as furiously as they had been fighting. All the close body contact had them at the boiling point.
They lavished and licked like this for several moments and suddenly their hips were bucking into one another. Each time their pussies came together, they moaned. And finally they had their arms around each other in a furious lover's grasp and licked and kissed and ground pussies together. The bed shook as each beauty thrust her hips forward, more and more rapidly slapping bellies until they began to soak one another with their juices. Hips moved slower, shuddering involuntarily, their breath came in gasps. Neither had ever been fucked like that before and they had discovered something new. Kissing softly now, rolling tongues slowly, twisting and sliding them against each other and lightly rubbing each other’s nipples, they began to tire. Eyelids grew heavy and still they kissed, enjoying this newfound feeling.
In the late morning streaming sunlight, they dozed off to a dozen different dreams of things just discovered.
